Walkways full of people pass the bodies that lay forgotten on the floor beneath our feet.We cannot ask for the colours that will grace us at the side of death now as we will only be refused.And as everybody else was talking about their success andcontentment, we were trying to reach the thousands of people across the sands but we were swallowed into the fires beneath the beautiful glass shards.

Our full grown bodies touching one another in the dark wasalways my answer as that was something you gave to me without fearing the pain you could so plainly see in my eyes when we first met. Our lips trembled as they touched and that was all I ever needed.